Begin Again | Sam Wilson

Chapter Twenty Nine

A/N: Hello all. I'm not sure how frequently I'll be updating this week. I'm currently on vacation at Disney World with my husband. I'm going to try my best though! If any of you are at Disney during this time, maybe we'll run into each other! Thank you for the support.

Normally, Brianna was awoken to a few different sounds depending on the day. Sometimes it was Sam snoring. Sometimes it was him singing softly as he got ready for the day. Other times it was the sound of dishes gently clinking together as Sam cooked. It had been a very long time since she woke up to the sound of utter chaos combined with children's voices. It was a familiar sound. Flashbacks of one of her parents getting her siblings and her ready for school played back.

The memory sent a smile to her face, but she realized she more than likely needed to get up and offer her assistance in some way. She slipped on a pair of jean shorts and a flowy, white tank top before walking downstairs. Spread out on the counter was an assortment of food and boxes.

"There we go. Get the plates moving. Get some rice in there. Come on." Sam told his nephews and then caught Brianna out of the corner of his eye. He flashed her a smile. "Morning, beautiful."

She felt a blush spread along her cheeks as Sam's nephews giggled to themselves. She walked over to him and kissed his cheek. "How can I help?"

"Just grab a box and I'll put some food in it. Then, put it with the other boxes." He instructed her.

Brianna did as she was told.

"Oh, lined up perfectly. You always gotta do the most, huh." Sarah noted as she walked into the kitchen.

"I don't play with these White folks." Sam joked and shot Brianna a wink. "Look, I know you're worried, all right? But I did the research. I ran the numbers."

"You think this will work?" Sarah asked.

"I know it will. And then we can renovate the kitchen. Now, you said you wanted to sell plates on the weekends, right? That's great. You can introduce some of Grandma's recipes and..." Sam looked at his watch. "Shit. We gotta go."

Sarah looked at him confused. "Wait, the appointment's in an hour."

"There's no such thing as being on time, you're either early or late. Isn't that what you always say, Sam?" Brianna asked.

"Exactly." Sam said.

"Alright, boys. I love you. Mr. Liu is going to watch you. No video games." Sarah told the boys.

Brianna perked up. "I could watch them if you want? I'm going to be here anyways until you get back."

Sarah looked over at Sam. She wasn't sure if she could trust Brianna fully yet.

"Bri, has five younger siblings. She probably one of the most qualified people to watch them." Sam assured his sister.

"Um, okay. Thank you. Like I said, no video games. TV is fine. Please be good boys."

Sam walked over to Brianna and stole another kiss from her. "You're the best, you know that?"

"I know." She said. "I love you."

"I love you too."

She helped them get the boxes in the truck before returning back inside. The boys had already piled on the couch and were watching some cartoon. She decided to sit on the couch adjacent to them. For a while they sat in silence with AJ's staring at her. "You're a superhero like Uncle Sam, right?"

"I am." She answered.

"So, what kind of powers do you have?" He asked.

"Well...I don't really have any powers. I'm just really good at shooting a bow and arrow. My dad taught me. Oh, and I can fight decently." She explained.